MOONSHINER

I’ve been a moonshiner for neigh on 20 years
I spend all my money on whisky and beer
I go down in some holler and set up my still
I’ll sell you a gallon for a 2-dollar bill.

I’ll eat when I’m hungry and I’ll drink when I’m dry
If whisky don’t kill me, I’ll live ‘til I die
God bless you moonshiners, you’re all friends of mine
And their breath is more sweeter than the dew on the vine.

I’ll go down to the grocery and I’ll drink with my friends
With no women there to bother me and ask how much I spend
God bless them pretty women – I wish one was mine
For their breath is more sweeter than even moonshine.